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Hark when the night is falling,
Hear, hear the pipes are calling,
Loudly and proudly calling
     down through the glen.
Where Dragon hills are sleeping,
Now feel the blood a-leaping,
High as the spirits of the
     old Quivin men.

Towering in gallant fame,
Sartar my mountain hame,
High may your wyrmish banners
     gloriously wave.
Land of my high endeavour,
Land of the Creek-Stream River,
Land of my heart forever,
     Sartar the Brave.

High in the misty highlands,
Close by the Dragon's Eye lands,
Brave are the hearts that beat
     beneath Sartar skies.
Wild are the winds who'll meet you,
Staunch are the friends who'll greet you,
Kind as the light that shines in
     fair maidens' eyes.

Far off in sunlit places,
Sad are the Sartar faces,
Yearning to feel the kiss of
     pure mountain rain.
Where Praxian skies are beaming,
Love sets the heart a-dreaming,
Longing and dreaming for the
     homeland again

Tune: Scotland the Brave
Words: Jane Williams

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